Not only Ivy accompanied her for house hunting yesterday, but she also went to pack her stuff, visited her mother's grave, and took care of Angel all night.
From Ivy's dark circles, it looked like Angel was not in one of her best moods yesterday.
Ivy nodded, ''You sure you don't need my help?"
''Of course. We can sort our stuff when you wake up,'' Diana flashed her signature smile.
Ivy smiled back and went to her room.
As soon as she was out of her sight, the smile on Diana's face faded.
Dead mother. Past.
Ivy's words reverberated in her mind.
The thought of her family becoming just a part of her memories and past made her uneasy.
Was she being too harsh and cold towards them?
She glanced at Angel.
Maybe if they saw her, and interacted with her, they would fall for her too.
Maybe her mother was trying to change her ways already.
